Thick (Diamondback MC 8)

“Then I guess I’m not sorry.” I find myself flipped onto my back, with Corey hovering over me as his lips graze mine. A purr leaves my throat, and he deepens it. I must be a hussy because I open my legs further. His cock glides between the lips of my pussy, drenching the two of us. “Especially not now.” Corey’s lips pull away from mine, and he drops his head to watch what he’s doing to me.

“Fuck no. I’m not either, and as much as I want to continue this, the club is already up and movin’. If we don’t get a move on, there’ll be no breakfast, and they’ll have no problem beatin’ on the door to get us up.” I mewl in response knowing that I’m going to be thinking of Corey doing this to me the entire time we’re around his friends and family. See, while we were getting to know each other yesterday, he talked to me about the MC. I told him about my past even though I know that’s a total mood killer, but Corey insisted. That’s also why I knew I’d be getting the full enchilada when it came to breakfast this morning.

“Rain check?” I ask, tightening my hold on his hips with my thighs.

“Without a fuckin’ doubt.” Corey teases me one last time. The head of his cock is right at my entrance, the thick mushroom head inside me. My pussy clamps down, not wanting him to leave.

“Corey,” I moan, thrusting my hips up, determination on my mind to feel him one last time.

“Son of a bitch, you’ve got a greedy pussy.” Corey pulls out. His body moves lightning fast, his face hovering over my center, and he sucks my clit into his mouth quickly before he retreats.

“That’s not fair.” I go to chase after him, but he’s already standing up. Too bad he doesn’t move away from the bed fast enough. My mouth latches onto his cock, sucking my wetness off his length.

“Goddamn, Valentina, just like that. Take my cock.” His hands grip the sides of my head and pull me all the way onto his thickness. My mouth has a hard time taking all of him to the back of my throat. I moan while I retreat and then suck him down again, repeating this a few times until he pulls back away. My hand is between my legs, working myself up. I’m ready to dive over the edge, but the heavy beating on the window stops me in my tracks.

“I guess playtime is over.” Corey takes my hand that’s coated with my wetness and sucks my fingers into his mouth.

“For now, gorgeous. After breakfast, it’s a whole other story.”

“Wake up, you two. It’s time you got some clothes on. The camper’s been rocking all night long.” A chuckle comes from whomever is banging on the door.

“Shut up, Dice!” Corey yells back while pulling on a pair of jeans. That’s when I finally spur my own ass into action, sifting through our clothes until I find what I’m looking for. I forgo my panties and slide on my jeans, put my bra back on, and snag one of Corey’s shirts. I’m pretty sure everyone knows what went on through the night. I don’t need to wear the same clothes to prove it.

“Ready?” Corey asks. His arm moves to my lower back, beneath the hem of my shirt.

“Yeah.” Ready or not, it’s time to meet the rest of the Diamondback members.

9

BULLET

Valentina is fucking clueless about what her father is doing. The proof is in the pudding, so to speak. She didn’t murmur one word about him, only that she tries not to be home when he’s around. And fucking Crank, taking her under his wing, the old geezer. I knew what he was doing. While a lot of the brothers were leery of Valentina, the girls and Crank took her in with open arms, thank fuck. Shit, if Crank weren’t such an old crotchety old man, I’d be worried he’d try to slide into Valentina’s arms. He didn’t, though. No, that would be Dice making the lewd innuendos when no one was looking.

I get it. It’s her father who’s fuckin’ with not only me but the brothers as well. That doesn’t mean she’s the one with a loaded gun, ready to pull the trigger.

“You can drop me off here,” Valentina tells me after I pull onto her street, four houses away from hers. I bite my tongue wanting to tell her fuck no, but it works in my favor because if Brian saw me right about now, my cover would be blown, and that’d really screw things up.

“Not likin’ this too much, but I’ll give you it, for now.” I park the bike but leave it idling. My hand wraps around her thigh, squeezing it. I made good on my promise after breakfast, though the club decided it was their turn to make all kinds of catcalls when I followed Valentina back into my camper, where I stripped the clothes off her body, and had my way with my mouth between her legs. She gave as good as she got. I let her until she was on top, sucking my cock as her pretty ass backed up and hovered that cunt of hers that I’m damn addicted to right in front of my face.